Headcanon ficathon!

[reikah]

Well, it's been a while since the Olympics, so I thought I'd throw this here as a fun community event (don't worry, this isn't the summer challenge/contest, I'm still ironing that out).

Welcome to the Kurofai headcanon meme!

What is a headcanon? A headcanon, for those of you not familiar with the terminology, is "An idea, belief, or aspect of a story that is not mentioned in the media itself, but is accepted by either the reader themselves or the fandom in general. If it is confirmed by the author of the story, it becomes canon." (Thanks, urban dictionary!) Examples might include 'Fai has terrible metabolism, his feet get very cold' or 'one of Mokona's 108 techniques is Vibrate Mode' or anything else you feel is true but never confirmed in the text. Not all headcanons are worksafe.

How it works:

You leave a comment with one of your Kurofai headcanons. You can do so signed into a dreamwidth account or anonymously, for those of you without dreamwidth accounts/with embarrassing headcanons.

Someone else will write a short story based around your headcanon, and post it as a reply to you.

In short, it works a lot like clampkink - but for headcanons rather than kinks!

Anonymous commenting is enabled, but you do not need to post headcanons/stories anonymously if you don't want to. I'm also going to go ahead and label this post NOT WORKSAFE preemptively, so please be careful browsing where your computer access is monitored! Stories can be as long and short as you like, and as SFW/NSFW as you feel like, or, if you prefer, you can fill with fanart instead - both are excellent. For our rules on threesomes or moresomes, check the comm rules in our profiles.

That's all the nitty-gritty out of the way - now let's go ahead and share some headcanons!

Filled Headcanons
Fai's hands hurt after the tower - filled by cloverfield
Holitsuba!Fai gives Kurogane finger puppets to help him teach sex ed - filled by Anon
Fai always could use chopsticks - he just pretended not to as part of his harmless idiot act - filled by eijentu
Fai doesn't like to sleep alone - filled by Anon
Tomoyo hand-stitched Fai's furisode herself - filled by ereshkigali
Fai is disappointed to be alive after Outo - filled by farenmaddox
Kurogane is an absolute SAP - filled by zelinxia
When Fai began to suspect what was going on with Ashura, he evacuated the survivors of Ceres to another world, which the travelers then encounter during their journey - filled by Anon
Kurogane forced Fai to feed the first time in Infinity - filled by farenmaddox
Kuro-sama likes being tied up - filled by cloverfield
Yama & Outo - Kurogane realises he's fallen for Fai - filled by rinoa11
Kurogane had a crush on an older ninja who acted like Fai, who died - filled by zelinxia
Kurogane is really bad in bed the first time - filled by tsubasafan
BB!Fai remained friends with the little freckled girl from Ceres - being filled by farenmaddox
Kurogane expresses his love in subtle ways ("the moon is beautiful tonight," touching just the edge of Fay's sleeve, etc) - filled by zelinxia
Post-series, Fai needs to hear Kurogane's heartbeat to reassure himself his happiness isn't a dream - filled by uakari
Fai - real Fai, the one that died - was the older twin - filled by anon
Fai - real Fai, the one that died - was the older twin - filled by farenmaddox
Fai feels guilt over Kurogane's scars, and Kurogane thinks he needs to keep them hidden from Fai - filled by ereshkigali
Kurogane and Fai get married/bonded before the xxxHolic epilogue - filled by caffeine_buzz
Fai starred in a porn film during the group's travels & had fun - filled by misskirichan
Kuro-papa survived minus an arm and has been roaming dimensions looking for his son - filled by anon
Holitsuba - Yuuko & Fay have had sex before - filled by misskirichan
Holitsuba!Kurogane, Fai, and Yuui are all in a mutually satisfying relationship - filled by misskirichan
Holitsuba!Kurogane is the first person who hasn't been jealous of Fai and Yuui's closeness - filled by kittenkin
Kurogane prefers it when Fai tops - filled by xwittychickx
Fai feels guilt over Kurogane's scars, and Kurogane thinks he needs to keep them hidden from Fai - filled by sotongsotong
Kurogane is an absolute SAP - filled by anon
BB!Fai remained friends with the little freckled girl from Ceres - filled by anon
Kurogane forced Fai to feed the first time in Infinity - filled by sotongsotong

Unfilled Headcanons
Kurogane's father trained him the way Kurogane trained Syaoran.
Kurogane had a case of performance anxiety before he and Fai had sex the first time.
Kurogane is a virgin. Fay is not.
Kurogane takes particular notice of how Fai smells. Fai changes soap and Kurogane has to work up the courage to ask him to change it back.
Fai starts to experience some of Sakura's memories after C!Syaoran stores her feathers in his eye.
Fai and Yuui were born on a national holiday; this is considered an ill omen for Valeria
Kurogane accidentally kills his father during the fall of Suwa
Kurogane & Fai resettle Suwa post-series, and Kurogane grows his hair out like his father
Kurogane has a well-worn notebook filled with terrible poetry. Fai enjoys flipping through the pages and trying to guess which world each was written in.
Holitsuba - Kurogane and Fai keep tracking of whose on top with different coloured condoms. Fai steals Kurogane's in order to top more.
Fai slept around in Ceres (with men and women), but Kurogane is his first steady significant other.
Holitsuba!Kurogane hums to himself when he's in a good mood.
Fai is a creature composed out of magic, rather than human.
Kurogane's conscience sounds A LOT like Tomoyo.
Kurogane was devastated by Fai's 'good morning, Kurogane'.
Post-Clow arc: When Sakura and Syaoran went into the tube o'doom, they left their bodies as empty shells on the floor. Touya found them, and moved them into a long-term care wing at a hospital; waiting for their souls to come home again.
Fai is musically gifted, and every song he plays represents a specific memory/event from his life. Kurogane comes to realize this without Fai knowing it.
Kurogane is the worst boyfriend ever.
The other dimensional versions of Chi, Hideki and the twins live happily.
Fai was a virgin until he met Kurogane because Ashura-ou had some non-fatherly feelings towards him and though he couldn't openly have Fai he could stop others from even thinking of approaching Fai, and none dared to oppose the king.
Fai is uncomfortable with the Japanese way of bathing where everyone just strips naked and soak together.
Fai knew that he would live much longer than Kurogane and while traveling with Tsubasa!Shaoran has been trying to find a way for Kurogane and him to share the same lifespan.
Kurogane is loud in bed.
Kurogane and Fai shared a tent in Yama; Fai felt dirty after being assaulted by soldiers and begged Kurogane to clean him. They had sex regularly after that.

Comments

[cloverfield]

*petpetpet*

It's okay, I kinda hate me a little too because obviously the world needs more ANGST AND PAIN :D I'm happy you got such a vivid reaction from such a short little piece, honestly. ♥

*looks and admires and appreciates your shiny feels*

[cloverfield]

Oh god, Faren. Pretty sure this hole in my chest belongs to you at this point, and I don't think it's gonna feel all right for a little while.

...I need to scroll down and read the sappy fills because "No more laughing as the ninja chased him, a bright spot in his heart that dared too much, and that he always carefully and thoroughly pulled out of his chest and smashed into pieces at the end of each day" was goddamn painful and "He’d get the torment that was coming to him after he died, and there would be no more princesses with belief in their eyes." damn near killed me.

And then he just sits up and smiles and stretches his arms and oh god Fai you poor broken thing you.

brb, bawling until the end of time. ;A;

(Your writing is as powerful as always, lovely one, and every word here is purely devastating. Amazing, heartbreaking job. ♥)

[cloverfield]

:DDDDDD Xia, you never fail to put a big smile on my face. It's a little wobbly at the moment, true, because I've just read Faren's fill (oh gawd WHY DO YOU HURT SO BADLY) but this was the perfect salve for my broken heart. Bless you! ♥

[animangod]

I third that this needs to be done. More than Yuuko wants Sake.

[cloverfield]

Oh god Fai, everything you touch just turns to broken and angst, doesn't it? ;A;

Anon, this is great! Sad and heartwrenching and a terribly clever use of a scene in canon that broke my heart, but also great.

[(Anonymous)]

Kurogane prefers it when Fai tops.

[(Anonymous)]

Holitsuba - Yuuko & Fay have had sex before.

[reikah]

Kuro-sama likes being tied up. :3

[farenmaddox]

OH MY GOD BABY I AM SO SORRY BUT IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR THE PROMPT OKAY

He woke up so terribly, utterly hungry. He thought he knew hunger, knew it inside and out, knew it almost better than anything. He’d been forced into starvation, although in his case deprivation did not equal death. A tight belly and trembling limbs and brittle hair and incessant chill . . . That was hunger.

This was nothing like that.

This was hot and hard and inescapable. This was fire racing just underneath his skin. This was his throat feeling so raw and scraped that it hurt to draw breath. Hunger or thirst or lust, he could barely tell which it was. His whole face was missing his eye, it seemed, still trying to draw itself into a new shape around the eye patch, and that just made the pulsing, pounding, ugly hunger even worse. The wound had healed itself up cleanly, and he’d shuddered his way through cleaning the crusted blood away, his hands shaking as he touched the strange contours that he must learn.

Every time he was in a room with Kurogane, he felt it. So he tried very, very hard to not be. He couldn’t look at the man or speak to him, so what would be the point of being in the room with him anyway?

Fai had never been so angry and hurt. Never before, not even all that time ago. This was too different, too personal. He’d finally kissed Kurogane, sitting in the dark by the coffee things in the restaurant in Outo that he’d known he couldn’t keep but was still so proud of. They’d been sitting there with their tea getting cold, talking quietly while Fai iced his injured ankle, and after a beat of silence, he’d finally given in and kissed him. Despite the surprise they shared, they’d turned it into a quiet, lingering thing. Soft and careful. There was a promise hidden in the curve of Kurogane’s lips, and a wish hidden under Fai’s tongue. They’d left it at that and gone to bed.

And Fai had thought that if anyone could understand him, it would be Kurogane. If anyone could respect him, it would be Kurogane. If anyone could love him enough to not want him to suffer, it would be the man who’d kissed him so gently and thoroughly in a room lit by a single lamp and smelling just faintly of warm chocolate.

Instead, there was this. This terrible, hollow hunger.

He’d never had any choice. His life had been charted by another’s hand since he was a small boy, and by now he simply had learned the way to set his shoulders to carry the choices that had been made for him. Even if he’d lost his head a bit in these past few months— he hadn’t expected to have fun, after all— he’d never forgotten that the friends he’d made were not people he’d chosen. They’d been chosen for him, and he’d betray them later.

Wounded and bleeding, the option of death had been his one chance to escape that fate. He’d had the choice. It was the first choice that was solely his, and he’d chosen to die for the sake of his friends.

It hurt a thousand times more when it was Kurogane taking away his choices away than when it was anyone else.

Yes, he answered that unspoken question in his own mind. Yes, Fai hated him.

Their first tournament was tomorrow, the first chess match. Sakura, precious and brittle and beautiful, had already taken herself to bed. Fai was trying to hide the weakness that he felt in his bones. He was sick and starving, and he wasn’t going to fight well tomorrow. He knew what would fix that. He knew that one taste of blood, sweet and hot and bursting coppery on his tongue, would be all it would take—

No. Never. Not ever.

The way Kurogane walked into the room, it was like he’d been sent there on a mission from his princess. Back straight, eyes careful, hands itching to draw a sword. He’d homed in on Fai and come straight for him, and just the thought of talking to Fai apparently made him forget all that softness he’d started to show, forget a kiss, forget six months of learning to work around words, forget the taste of lukewarm tea on Fai’s lips. He looked like a soldier now.

“You need to drink from me before tomorrow,” he said immediately.

Fai laughed bitterly. “If you think I’m ever touching you again, you’re crazier than I’d suspected.”

Soldier’s eyes. Nothing to see in them. Just determination, not even battle lust. Just nothing at all.

Kurogane’s eyes had always said so much, so damn much. This was like watching him die. It made Fai hate all of this even more.

“This isn’t about me or you. This is about the princess. We have a job to do, and she’s gonna be giving it everything she’s got so she deserves the same from us. You’re not gonna be able to do anything if you don’t drink from me. It’s not me you’re letting down, it’s her.”

Fai felt each word like a lash on the back. Kurogane’s voice was a cat o’nine tails when he wanted it to be, it seemed. Fai honestly hadn’t guessed that. He’d thought that was more his own area of expertise.

“Who’s to say I won’t be able to compete?” was his response. Him, obviously. He knew better. But Kurogane might not.

“Don’t play stupid with me. I’m not the one who lost an eye, I can see plenty. I know how weak your body is right now. I could kick your ass right now and you couldn’t stop me.”

Fai’s chest squeezed tight with real fear, because Kurogane was right. That had never been something he had to contemplate before, because even if Kurogane could best him, which was unlikely, he never would. But now? Now he wasn’t sure. And not knowing if Kurogane planned to hurt him . . . No, no. Kurogane wouldn’t. He wouldn’t because it was not in him to do that. Fai would believe that no matter what.

“I don’t even need to, though,” Kurogane said, and drew out a small knife. It wasn’t his sword, but it still made Fai jump up and skitter backward a few paces, eyes caught with shock on the flash of silver. Why?

Then he made the cut into his own arm, and Fai clenched his teeth together. The smell hit him. Hot and red and perfect and he was so hungry—

He fell to his knees as he drew Kurogane’s wrist to his mouth, unable to even stand as the wave of his craving crested over him. It burst on him, the flavour and the warmth and the rightness of it, nobody else’s blood would do, it was only Kurogane, now and forever this was the only thing that could satisfy him, delicious, so good, so right, Kurogane who kissed him and looked out for him, even now, even now,— with Fai spitting hate at him, he still tried, still braved it—

He drank his fill. He stood up. He licked his lips. He glanced down at the red smears on Kurogane’s skin, the slow dribble of blood down his fingers toward the floor.

“Itadakimasu is before the meal, and gochiso sama desita is after,” he explained patiently, for the third time. Fai was still trying to figure out how to get a slippery noodle to stay between his chopsticks even while Kurogane was moving past utensils to explain more about basic table etiquette. They were both laughing as Fai repeatedly dropped his noodles and butchered the words. He wanted to kiss Kurogane, but he couldn’t.

The kiss had come later. And then other things had come. And now there was just this. This ringing silence and the ugly gaping holes where eyes and feelings and skin had used to be.

“Gochiso sama desita,” Fai said.

He left while Kurogane was still trying to gather his hurt into a box and put it away. Kurogane wasn’t as good at that as Fai was. Yet.

[zelinxia]

The last two sentences. WHY? ;_____________;

[reikah]

“Gochiso sama desita,” Fai said.

He left while Kurogane was still trying to gather his hurt into a box and put it away. Kurogane wasn’t as good at that as Fai was. Yet.

OUCH, Fai! OW!

(Personally the removal of Fai's choice thing always made me :/ at Kurogane, so it's nice to see that explicitly addressed! Poor broken little babies ;_;)

[farenmaddox]

HI I LOVE YOU

This just about had me in tears. Thirty six cast members, OMFG, Fai you are the most darling person in all creation.

[farenmaddox]

SOMEBODY DO THIS PLEASE

[eijentu]

Holitsuba!Kurogane, Fai, and Yuui are all in a mutually satisfying relationship.

[eijentu]

Holitsuba!Kurogane is the first person who hasn't been jealous of Fai and Yuui's closeness.

[cloverfield]

OH GOD I AM NOT SORRY, SO NOT SORRY AND NEITHER SHOULD YOU BE

THIS WAS AGONISING IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE, OH, THE WOUND YOU OPENED UP HERE IS SO SORE (AND ITS GOING TO FESTER SO BADLY, UNTIL EVERY INTERACTION BETWEEN THEM IS RAW AND ACHING) AND THE SALT POURED IN IT LIKE ICING ON THE ANGST-CAKE (“Gochiso sama desita,” Fai said.) IS ENOUGH TO BRING TEARS TO MY EYES.

:D

ALL HAIL FAREN, QUEEN OF ANGST

*worships at your feet for all time*

*hums 'hurts so good' under her breath*

[cloverfield]

Consider this to take place post-series, on a second visit to Nihon.

*

The lantern gutters, flame flickering and low, and about your throat the cord tightens. Slowly, too slowly, in perfect contrast to how your breath quickens.

Your first instinct is to fight it (thrash and struggle and fight; lash out with everything you have in you) but you don’t, you can’t-

-and that’s the best thing about it.

“Look at me,” murmurs Fai, one finger tilting your chin up; as your head lifts your bindings pull taut in so many small ways, a rasp of silk-on-silk (the drape of his sleeve, his hands shaking as he loosens the obi wrapped tight around his hips) and of silk-on-skin (the fall of his robes, shivering open across his chest and pooling soft across his thighs) that drives you to sheer distraction.

“Stay with me, Kuro-sama,” he whispers, and that too is like silk, like the fall of his hair as it brushes your cheek, cloud-soft and floating about his face as he leans in close; on his knees before you on the futon you share, there is nowhere you can look but blue eyes (kissed by lantern-light, deep and dark and wanting; whole and shadowed and unafraid) and nowhere you would want to besides.

His hands fall to your shoulders, your chest, languid and almost drowsy in their movements as they flow across the pattern he has woven here, and red cord bites tight into your aching flesh with every breath, the sweet pain of it (his breath, hot on your throat; his teeth, so desperate and sharp) winding down every part of you as his fingers drift down to the knots that bind your arms behind your back.

There is no sensation in metal, but the sight of the silk rope, pulled taut and wound delicately over steel cable and pistons both, lurches thick in your stomach- the greatest technology you have ever seen in all your travels (greater than any vehicle or weapon ever to exist; with this hand, with this strength, you can protect that which matters to you) rendered still and helpless by one man alone.

“Oh,” sighs Fai, soft and airy; his hands tremble down the weavings that wrap your torso, little tremors that travel like lightning across the skin beneath. Every part of you is left wanting, and when his nails scrape just lightly over the slope of your thighs (over your back, your shoulders, left clawing in your hair; his mouth a burning brand against the arch of your throat, where your pulse beats a desperate crescendo) you can’t fight the shudder that takes you- nor the pleading sound that leaves your throat.

He groans in response, thick and shaky and straining through his teeth; his eyes flash gold, the light of the lantern pooling a storm of heat and hunger in his gaze. There is no warning when he takes the trail of loose rope that spills slack over one shoulder and yanks it brutally tight, and the pleasure that rolls in your belly (lashes as taut as the rope) is the thunder on the horizon, the kisses that fall to your skin (restrained and patterned and made so completely his) the first fall of heavy rain on parched ground that beckons the flood.

When you can breathe again, you speak. “More.” There is no shame in your voice, and nor should there be. In this space you have no room for it, not with his hands on you (not after all you have been for him, not after all you have become because of him, no shame, not ever).

“Yes,” he says, made breathless with wanting. In his hands, your bindings draw tighter still, and this snare is not one you would be free of. “Oh, Kuro-sama, yes.”

[perfectworry]

Kurogane invited Fay to put a memorial to his brother in the household altar where Kuromama and Kuropapa are honored.

[perfectworry]

Fay slept around a lot in Celes (with men and women) because he was lonely but didn't like to get close to people. Kurogane is his first steady significant other.

[renlylittlerose]

WHY?? WHY WOULD SOMEONE... WHY??
DAMN IT THIS HURTS TOO MUCH AND DAMN IT I LOVE HOW YOU WROTE IT.
The last sentences... BIG OUCH!

[renlylittlerose]

This is so pretty, so well written! I've been wanting some fic with Tomoyo and Fai before Kurogane wakes up and this was just so perfect. Tomoyo is so lovely in here <3 And all the details are precious!

[renlylittlerose]

Anon, this is so beautiful, though heart breaking too and so, so sad. Gorgeous really!

[renlylittlerose]

This is so powerful, sad and beautiful... FAREN YOUR FICS KILL ME!

[bottan]

AIEEEEEEEEEEH, COULD I BE ANY LUCKIER - YOU'RE FAB, DARLING :DDD <3<3<3

I'm looking forward to both of these~ :3 *patiently waiting*